It's crazy to think that sometimes pure/simple/blind luck can bring about some awesome surprises/happenings/gifts. Just the other day, I was doing/going/simply hanging out when I found/came across/was presented with a little stash/windfall/pile of cash. It wasn't a life-changing amount, but $89 felt/seemed/tasted pretty good to me! I'm thinking abo

Yo, let's talk bread. These moguls of the 27 Club, they knew how to hustle. They weren't just about the music, they were stacking that loot. Think Hendrix with his axes and a stash of moolah somewhere. Or Joplin, belting out her soul amidst amassing a fortune of cash. These weren't just performances, they were ventures. Hell yeah it was the music,